Chapter 69: Weapon

Reid makes his first major mistake. He exits the building without feeling around. And walks right into a fight.

The end of one, actually. A hunter straightens from gutting a soldier right outside the door. It looks at him and grins,

either not recognizing him for what he's becoming or not caring, because it lashes out with its bloody claws, so fast he

only has time to blink.

And snap one of the tubes in half with a tinkle of breaking glass. He tosses it up, powder dispersing into the hunter's

face, just as the tips of its talons touch the peak of his shoulder. The effect is instantaneous. Where a hunter once

stood, shark teeth shining, silver eyes staring him down, is a twenty-something guy with blonde hair and dark eyes. Those

eyes fly wide, face turning immediately red, ordinary fingertips brushing down Reid's arm as the guy collapses, jerks

once, and dies.